Different

Different

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Mystery
I got this really bad feeling lately. I don't know how to describe it, because those who have never felt it will also never understand. It is like a mess in my head. The mess that I can never clean up or hide somewhere deep. Because it will be still in me. I can try to ignore it, but in the end it will anyway show up, darker and worse than before. And it can never get better, you know. It's so depressing - the fact that I can't be fixed. Doesn't matter how much I try.
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Drowning

I couldn't answer him, and I could tell that he knew what he was doing. Emmett already had me so far under, making me believe that I had control over what has occurred these past few months. He had his hold on me, and he was only letting us sink into deeper waters. "I think you know how I feel, Grace." He told me, forcing his eyes on mine, making it impossible for me to respond. "I love you." His light, clear blue eyes were all I could see, reminding me of the lake, the sky, and of him, all at the same time. And as I looked into those blue irises, and whispered back my response as he brought his mouth closer to mine, I found that for the first time, I was alright with drowning, as long as it was Emmett pulling me under.

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